Weekly North Carolina Standard

A SCENE ON ELECTION DAY.

Mr. Holden: There occurred in our old town on yesterday a scene which we think ought to have a place in your paper, which will, we are sure, cause many a good Democrat to nearly " crack his sides " laughing. And you, Mr. Editor, would appreciate the joke much better if you only knew this estimable Squire who acts a prominent part in the scene.

For the last few days there has been a Captain of one of our small lighter boats at our town for the purpose of having his boat repaired upon the railway near this place. On Sunday last this Captain was asked by a certain Squire of the town if he was a Scott man, and if he was the Squire told him that he would loan him a horse to go to the nearest precinct of the adjoining County, in which he lived, to vote. But that horse, he is awfully poor, and the Captain would have been in great danger while on his back of being attacked by a certain large bird common in our County. To the question propounded by the Squire the Captain said that he did not know that he could leave his work long enough to go down.

There was nothing more said between the two until the afternoon on yesterday, when the Squire saw the Captain in the street and asked him if he was not going to vote, to which the Captain replied that he did not think that they (meaning the inspectors) would let him vote. The Squire said hoot! hoot! hoot! you have the right to vote, so come along with me. He took the Captain before the worthy inspectors and told them that this man was a citizen of this, the Eighth Congressional District, and he had a right to vote in this County; the inspectors, not knowing the law, and knowing, as they did, that the Squire prided himself upon his knowledge of law as well as medicine, did not wait to get the book, but took his word for it, and at once decided that the Captain was entitled to a vote. But here comes the laughable part; the Captain, true to his country's interest, called out for a Pierce and King ticket, and about this time the Squire vacated himself like a streak of lightning, and the next we saw of him he was streaking it down the street, his coattail standing straight out behind him. In a few moments the mate of the boat come up to vote, having heard of the success of the Captain, but lo, and behold, when he came the inspectors had the book sure enough, and decided that he could not vote. The mate was a Whig, but he said that he would give five dollars to vote for Pierce and King. This Squire is some at swelling the vote of his friend and lessening that of the opposite side, but in these tricks he is sometimes caught. The same trick was played here eight years ago - some Democrats from the upper part of the State were here on business during the Presidential election, and they began to hollow out for Clay, and they were soon told to come up and vote, but when they did vote they remembered the interest of their country and voted for James K. Polk.

A DEMOCRAT.

Bath, Beaufort, Nov. 3, 1852.